Showing posts with label #Panhandler. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #Panhandler. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 25, 2025

Euphoria

 


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Proverbs 4:18 Good News Translation

18 The road the righteous travel is like the sunrise, getting brighter and brighter until daylight has come.

 My wife, Sylvia, came home one day glowing. She had chatted with a panhandler. His sign read, “Save me from myself.” He had had an encounter with Jesus, and it had left him euphoric over the glory of God. Like so many other panhandlers, he was addicted to alcohol. It had had a vicelike control over his life. She wanted to help him get a job where he could live his newfound freedom from addiction.

The sceptic in me felt that this was a lost cause. But I also admit that the Holy Spirit has a mighty way of guiding all of our lives, especially when we encourage Him to do so. A few months earlier a friend of mine had taken me over to a large Salvation Army Corps, east of us on I-215. It had a center that distributed all the donations to various smaller corps in the L.A. area. It also had a center where people could come and live while they consolidated their freedom from addiction.

Anyway, Sylvia saw the panhandler several more times, and told him about the Corps I had described to her. She wanted to drive him over there. I was solidly against letting her drive an hour away from home alone with a former addict. She finally got me to agree to take him.

She arranged a point where we could meet him. He put his stuff in the trunk and climbed into the passenger side. Sylvia rode in the back. I instructed her to come to my rescue if he pulled any surprise on us.

As we drove, I chatted with him about his conversion experience. He glowed with the euphoria he had experienced, (Have you forgotten your experience, or did you never have one?) He wanted this euphoric experience all the time. It was so much superior to what he used to get from his liquor or drugs.

I tried to point out gently that the Christian experience is like someone lost in a cave. When the lost turn a corner and see the bright light of mouth of the cave in the distance they are overwhelmed by the distant light. A great wave of rescue and freedom sweeps over them. Then as they thread their way carefully and possibly painfully toward the light, it becomes ever brighter, and their original euphoria fades in the brighter light. Finally, they step out of the cave and the full rays of the sun envelop them in warmth and light. They no longer have that initial thrill, but they have something much more beautiful and vital.

I stepped into the Salvation Army Captain’s office with him. He invited us to sit down. The captain interviewed the panhandler briskly. When asked how long he had been clean, he had to admit that he had gone over to his girlfriend’s home the previous evening and had celebrated this new step with a stiff drink. The captain informed hm that they didn’t take anyone unless they had been clean for at least six weeks. He then directed us to a home where he could lodge until he had achieved the six weeks. Sylvia and I dropped him off there. His mother later informed us that unfortunately he was back on the streets within a few days. 

 

Dear Lord, may Your Spirit guide firmly and successfully toward Your perfect light.


 


[1] https://medium.com/sensible-biohacking-transhumanism/the-meaning-of-euphoria-in-mental-health-and-spirituality-ca3781e87ef9

Saturday, December 1, 2018

Overcoming Substance Abuse


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Psalm 51:12

New English Translation (NET Bible)

12 Let me again experience the joy of your deliverance!
Sustain me by giving me the desire to obey!


My wife, Sylvia, stopped and chatted briefly with a beggar at the freeway off-ramp. His sign read, “Save me from myself.” She sensed in him the sincere desire to rid himself from a life of substance abuse. She chatted with him a second time a day or two later. He committed to going with her to a Salvation Army place that gives alcoholics (and druggies) a place to live and eat while they are coming clean from their controlling substances.  She offered to take him and then came to me and asked me to go with her. I didn’t totally approve of what she had done, but I was certainly not going to let her be alone with him.

When we went to fetch him, he was not at the prearranged place. We finally contacted him at his girlfriend’s home. It became evident in the ensuing conversation that he was definitely for real in his decision to come clean. It also became evident that although he had claimed to have been off of alcohol for some period, his trip to his girlfriend’s place was to indulge his habit one more time.

On the drive to the Salvation Army hostel, he told of us his conversion to Jesus Christ a couple of years previously. He spoke in glowing terms of the euphoria that came over him when he accepted salvation. He expressed the hope that this euphoria would take hold of him again. From our conversation it became apparent to me that the young man was seeking the feeling of ecstasy more than victory over the substance.

I told him of my conversion to Christ and how my Christian experience had grown but without the same feelings as at the time of conversion. I did my best to encourage him to continue the spiritual fight by the help of the strength that Christ’s Spirit would provide him.

We sat through a careful questioning an officer of the Army gave him. It put more of the hard reality of the ongoing fight in his future than I had given him on the hour’s trip over. The officer pointed out that unless he had been clean for six weeks they wouldn’t take him into their program. He did provide an address of a family that was willing to take him in and let him live with them for the six weeks and warned him strongly that they couldn’t help him if he didn’t pass this period of probation.

Sylvia had gotten in touch with the young man’s mother. She was obviously at wit’s end. She was also very hopeful and thankful that Sylvia had taken an interest in her son. Things did go well for a period of time, but then, without the initial euphoria, he went back to his old ways of living.

The Psalmist’s desperate plea for God’s sustaining power is the absolutely critical part in our battle against the united forces of evil that are seeking to destroy us.

Our Almighty King, may Your sustaining power give us the overwhelming desire to keep obeying You!



[i] https://blog.uniongospelmission.org/the-impact/panhandling

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